Whether or not she could help was of little concern. Someone had to break this up. She threw open the door. The door burst open just as he was bottomi...g out inside of her again and blasting the second load of the day into her luscious depths. A young woman cried out, "'Mother, are you OK?" Rana was in the middle of another orgasm as she held him, one hand on the back of his head, one hand on the small of his back saying over and over again "I feel it, I can feel it, it's so deep". He was lost. Terry didn’t mind and accepted it. His goals were different.The conversation descended into a discussion about school. There wasn’t all that much to say since this was the end of the first week of classes. Still, there was enough material there to occupy forty-five minutes.Terry was the first to finish eating. Without much fanfare he left, stating only that he wanted to get home and rest. The others watched him leave after wishing him a good evening. Later, Tim paid, but Cathy walked off with. By the end of the class, I was in awe of this quietly powerful woman, of her ability to make us explore the depths of our own submission, to confess our slavery not only explicitly but also with a level of detail and conviction that could not simply be denied after the class had ended. Each girl said things that, try as she might, could not be unsaid, and left the room knowing herself even more a slave than when she had entered it.After class, we were permitted to eat lunch, this time from a. "Kate looked up at Jules as if he were a ghost, which, in a certain way he was, at least for these two weeks. The other four kids also fixed their eyes on Jules as he spoke."Mr. Laffey said you did such a good job that he'll let you suck me off next time. I told him that was fine with me. See ya, sweetie."Five pairs of eyes followed Jules' hairless butt as he crossed the cafeteria and deposited his tray. Then four pairs of eyes settled on Kate as she burst into tears.Friday MorningHank Mahoney.